Evan: No,
actually, I need to get on that right away because if she's going to rearrange
her schedule, she should have enough notice.

Amanda: Donít
bother.

Evan: Excuse
me?

Amanda: I
looked over your proposal for Kerner Associates, and I think this is going to be
a pretty important meeting.

Evan: Well, I
told you that yesterday.

Amanda: So,
donít bother asking Iris. I'll be going with you.

Michael: Wait,
are you sure it was Catherine March? No. No, no, that just means that no one is
safe now. All right, look, I'll be there as soon as I can, Arianne. I will do my
best. I have to go. Bye. Hi. You still here?

Donna: Yes, I
am.

Michael: Well,
sleep well?

Donna: No, not
really.

Michael: No?
Why? I had a wonderful time last night.

Donna: Once you
got home.

Michael: You
look beautiful. Is that new?

Donna: If you
slept so well, why have you been up since dawn?

Michael: Oh,
well, I just had to get up and read some contracts, that's all. As a matter of
fact, I'm going to be late. I got to go to the office.

Donna: Ah -- I
see.

Michael: Donna,
it's a work day, ok?

Donna: There's
one thing that we never did discuss last night, Michael.

Donna: What was
the crisis that sent you running out into the middle of the night?

Michael: Ah,
rats. I donít believe it.

Donna: What?

Michael: I left
the year-end report upstairs on the desk. I'm sure Mikey is drawing a mural on
it right now.

Donna: Who is
she, Michael?

Vicky: What I
was thinking of doing was knocking down this entire wall between the bedroom and
the study and having just this huge, enormous bedroom, the thought of working
out in Jamieís old work space appealed to me much more.

Derek: We can
handle it, Mrs. Frame.

Vicky: Please
donít call me that. My name is Vicky. Anyway, I want all the carpeting ripped
out, I want the wood floors instead, and I want mirrors over every wall.

Derek: Ok, you
just tell me what you want and I'll build it for you.

Vicky: Good!
The most important thing is that that room doesn't look like it ever housed a
doctor or his medical books, ok?

Derek: I
understand.

Vicky: Good.

[Doorbell
rings]

Vicky: Oh, it's
not a good time for company. I'll be back, ok?

Lucas: I
decided to do this myself.

Griffen: I
thought you might need some help.

Lucas: Like you
did with Catherine March?

Griffen: You
need the red swan.

Lucas: I'll get
it. Now get out of here!

Vicky: Lucas.
What can I do for you?

Lucas: You have
something I want. May I come in?

[Knock on door]

Mitch: Hey.

Sam: Hey, bro.
What are you doing here?

Mitch: Well, I
came by to see Matthew, but Hilda told me that he's gone to Chicago for the day.

Sam: Yeah, he's
doing some research for Rachel. I donít know what.

Mitch: She's
not here either, is she?

Sam: Nope. She
went to work early. So what's going on?

Mitch: Nothing.
Why?

Sam: Well, I
see your car here a lot, but I never see you. You're always with Rachel.

Mitch: Well,
I've been helping her out with a couple of things.

Sam: Hmm. So,
how's Felicia?

Mitch: She's
fine.

Sam: Yeah.
Well, I expect to see her every time I see your car here, but I never do, it's
just you.

Mitch: Rachel
and I are friends, you know.

Sam: Yeah.
Well, you're also a lot more than that.

Mitch: So how's
Amanda?

Sam: She's
fine.

Mitch: Good,
good. I'm glad to hear that. I was thinking about inviting the two of you over,
maybe for dinner some night this weekend.

Sam: Well, but
we're going to be out of town.

Mitch: Oh,
yeah?

Sam: Yeah,
Amandaís got some business meetings in New York.

Mitch: Are you
going?

Sam: Yeah.

Mitch: That's
good, that's good. I just saw her with Evan up at the house.

Sam: Oh, yeah?

Mitch: Does
that bother you?

Sam: No. Why?
Should it?

Mitch: Well, it
used to.

Sam: Well, ever
since we got back from Bermuda, his name hardly comes up.

Mitch: I'm glad
to hear that.

Sam: Yeah.
We've never been closer.

Mitch: Does
that mean that she's talking to you more about everything?

Sam: Yeah. Why?

Mitch: Well, I
just know that sometimes when things used to bother Rachel, she had a tendency
to go underground, and Amanda is her daughter.

Sam: Mm-hmm. So
listen, why donít you and Felicia go away for a while?

Mitch: Sounds
like a good idea. It's just not a good time.

Sam: Oh, come
on, make the time. I mean, hey, it's important to get in touch with your lady.

Vicky: I see.
Ok, can you just give me a second and I'll free my hands?

Vicky: All
right, what do you need my signature for?

Lucas: You are
a major stockholder of Cory, right?

Vicky: Yeah.

Lucas: Well,
this is just to indicate that you understand the budget of "Sophisticate."

Vicky: Lucas?

Lucas: Yes.

Vicky: I canít
sign anything without my lawyer looking at it first.

Lucas: Oh,
that's not --

Vicky: Lucas --

Lucas: What?

Vicky: I'm
sorry. I may be irresponsible about some things, but I donít even sign a
birthday card without my attorney approving.

Lucas: Fine.

Vicky: Good.

Lucas: Nice
place.

Vicky: Thank
you.

Lucas: Can I
have a tour?

Vicky: I would
normally love to, but I've got a contractor here. It's a very busy day --

[Bell rings]

Vicky: That is
actually a casserole in the oven that I'm supposed to look after.

Lucas: Go right
ahead.

Derek: What are
you doing here?

Lucas: I came
to see Vicky.

Derek: She told
you to meet her, what, in her bedroom?

Lucas: Well,
no, actually, she's doing something in the kitchen. I heard a noise, which was
obviously you. What brings you here?

Vicky: Lucas,
what are you doing in here? I told you I had a contractor here.

Lucas: Well, I
heard a noise and just came in to see what it was.

Vicky: How
heroic of you.

Lucas: Hmm.
Well, I'll let you two get back to work. I'll see myself out.

Vicky: Yeah,
I'll have my lawyer look at those papers.

Lucas: Great.
Bye.

Vicky: That guy
--

Derek: What did
he want?

Vicky: Oh, I
donít know. He said he had some papers for me to sign, but he knows I canít sign
them without my lawyers looking at them.

Derek: He does?

Vicky: Well, of
course he does. He's a businessman. He knows better than that.

Derek: Yeah, I
guess it was pretty strange.

Vicky: Yeah.
You know, I wonder if he was trying to pull something over on me.

Derek: Can we
finish this a little later?

Vicky: Why?

Derek: I just
forgot something at the office. See ya.

Vicky: Well, if
you call me later, I may not be here when you get back --

Derek: Yeah.

Vicky: Oh, what
is happening around here?

[Hip-hop plays]

Tess: Hello?
Hello?

Reuben: Oh,
Tess, how you doing?

Tess: Can you
turn that thing off? Reuben, I waited for hours for you yesterday. You never
came back.

Reuben: Oh --
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Tess: I didnít
even know if we're having dinner tonight. So I came here to talk.

Reuben: Ok, go
ahead, shoot.

Tess: Well, I
didnít know where you were. I was upset, and then I was worried.

Reuben: I'm
sorry, I'm sorry, I really blew it. It's my fault.

Tess: I had to
wait here with Cecile all alone.

Reuben: With
Cecile?

Tess: The woman
that was sitting here. She was waiting for Cass.

Reuben: There
was nobody here when I got back.

Tess: Well,
that's odd. She looked like she was planted here for the duration. She barged in
and insisted she had to see Cass.

Reuben: Oh, a
client named Cecile?

Tess: I donít
know. She seemed to know him pretty well.

Reuben: Well,
if it was important, I guess she'll come back. Look, thanks a lot for sticking
around yesterday. Sometimes I just donít know where my head's at.

Tess: There's
another thing, too.

Reuben: What?

Tess: I know
you feel weird because I'm making more money.

Reuben: No, no,
it's cool.

Tess: Oh,
Reuben, I wish it was. You make money so important.

Reuben: It's
important if you ain't got it.

Tess: Reuben, I
donít care that you live in a boarding house and that your mother cleaned other
people's offices.

Reuben: Well, I
care! I care a lot.

Tess: I just
meant that I --

Reuben: That
you accept me for what I am. Swell. Maybe it matters to me. Maybe it always has,
Tess. My mother worked until 2:00 in the
morning just to feed us, and word on the street is if you're poor and honest,
then you stay poor and honest. Can you understand that?

Tess: I'm
sorry.

Reuben: No, no,
no, I donít want your sympathy. I'm just trying to tell you something. Now, we
had it bad, ok? We wore hand-me-downs, we lived in two rooms, and, Tess, we was
hungry. Hungry, Tess. You wouldnít know about that, would you?

Tess: You know
I donít.

Reuben: I
really hope you never do. It's the worst emptiness.

Tess: Is that
why you started getting in trouble?

Reuben: I stole
some groceries and some stuff from a supermarket. My mama found out about it,
and so she beat me with a belt -- me! Now, I'm trying to be the breadwinner,
right?

Tess: You must
have felt so helpless, and angry.

Reuben: I
decided at that moment my family would never need anything ever again, and I
didnít care how I did it, either. Now, if that's what you call having an
"attitude," I'm proud of it.

Donna: What's
wrong with you?

Jake: You
didnít show up at the studio today. We had a 1:00 appointment with the guy from the chamber of commerce.

Donna: Oh --
oh, no, I forgot!

Jake: You're
just forgetting Donna, left me in the lurch. I had to dance around questions
about you for half an hour!

Donna: Me? Why?

Jake: Yeah,
we're supposed to shoot some video for these people. Some friend of yours
suggested it.

Donna: Oh,
Jake, I'm sorry. I'm -- I forgot. I'll call him right now. I've just had a lot
of things on my mind I've had to deal with this morning.

Jake: Is
Michael home?

Donna: For now.

Jake: Did you
ask him about what I saw?

Donna: Are you
crazy?

Jake: Donna, if
you want to know what's going on with him or who that woman was, you just ask
him straight out.

Donna: I will.
I will, in time.

Jake: This is
really eating you up, isnít it?

Michael: Hey,
Jake.

Jake: Michael.

Michael: I see
more of you these days than I did when you were married to my daughter.

Jake: Oh,
business will do that. You should know.

Michael: Oh,
are you guys going to work here today?

Donna: Yes.

Jake: No. I'm
giving your wife a ride to work.

Michael: Oh.
Well, how considerate of you. Look, honey, I'm sorry, I got to go, got to be at
work.

Donna: Yeah,
Michael --

Michael: What?
What, what?

Donna: I have
to talk to you.

Michael: I'm
sorry. Honey, I got to go to work. Look, I'll tell you what -- we can talk
later, right?

Donna: Could we
just have an early supper, perhaps, at Tops?

Michael: Sure,
sure, that's fine.

Donna: Around
5:00?

Michael: Yeah,
fine, that's great.

Donna: And you
wonít be late? You promise, because this is very important to me.

Michael: Honey,
I wonít be late. I promise you, ok? See you later. I got to go. Bye.

Donna: See what
I mean? See how frantic he was to get out of here?

Jake: Ask him
at dinner. Ask him at dinner.

Donna: I just
have to figure out a way to put it. I canít let him know that I sent you to
follow him.

Jake: Donna, I
know you're upset. We have a lot of work to do at the studio. I need your help.

Donna: Me?
Since when?

Jake: Since
word got out that my partner is Bay Cityís biggest social butterfly.

Donna: Jake, I
have to have time to think this out.

Jake: To think
it out? What do you say -- you say, "Michael, I know you're seeing a woman."
There's no thinking it out.

Donna: Jake,
the concept of infidelity is new to me. I donít speak of it as easily as you do,
all right?

Jake: I'm
sorry.

Donna: Besides,
I canít confront him with it unless I have facts. It's a very delicate
situation.

Jake: You're
not coming into work today, are you?

Donna: I canít.
I have to see Victoria. I have to try to have this talk with Michael.

Jake: I donít
want to hear your entire social calendar, Donna. Can I count on you tomorrow?

Donna: I'll
try.

Jake: Donna,
"I'll try" --

Donna: Jake, I
said I would try! I canít do any better than that.

Jake: You be
careful, ok?

Donna: I will.

Jake: Can I
give you some advice?

Donna: You can
try.

Jake:
Sometimes, Donna, what you donít know can hurt you. If Michael is having an
affair, make sure you're ready to deal with it.

Sam: Hey, hon,
how you doing? I thought you'd be to work by now.

Olivia: Hi,
Sam.

Sam: Olivia.

Olivia: What do
you think?

Sam: For a
minute there, I thought you were Amanda.

Olivia: Oh,
Amandaís in the library with Evan Bates.

Sam: Still?

Olivia: Mm-hmm.
He seems to be here an awful lot.

Sam: Yeah,
well, he works for Cory Enterprises.

Olivia: Ah, he
likes to make house calls, then.

Sam: Yeah, you
could put it that way.

Olivia: I donít
like him.

Sam: Well, I
hate him.

Olivia: That
must be difficult for you.

Sam: No,
actually, I'm very comfortable with it.

Olivia: No, I
mean that he and Amanda are so close.

Sam: They work
together.

Olivia: Ah.
Like us.

Sam: Yeah, like
us.

Olivia: Well, I
feel great today. I'm ready to pose if you're ready to sketch.

Sam: Well, I'm
still mixing some paints. You can come back later if you want to.

Olivia: Oh,
that's all right. I wonít get in your way. So I got a letter from my father
yesterday. Says he'll have good news soon.

Sam: So he's
not disinheriting you, I take it.

Olivia: Hardly.

Sam: Hmm.

Olivia: I think
he's going to ask me to join him in France.

Sam: I thought
you liked it here in Bay City.

Olivia: Oh, I
do. But the south of France --

Sam: Oh, yeah,
it's just a little bit more exotic, I guess.

Olivia: Yeah. I
would miss things here. I've grown very fond of a couple people. If I had a good
reason to stay -- so, you never told me. What do you think of Amandaís dress?

Sam: Look,
Olivia, you're pretending to be somebody else. You should just be who you are
instead.

Olivia: I
really thought you'd like it.

Sam: Olivia, I
like the way you dress.

Olivia: I
donít.

Sam: Look, if
you want to photograph well and if you want to be able to sit for me so I can
paint you, you really have to relax and be comfortable with who you are. You
have to move with your own style.

Olivia: That's
the problem. I donít have any style.

Sam: Well,
you're not confident enough to see it, not yet.

Olivia: Do you
think I can be?

Sam: Yeah. I
think you're well on your way there. Hey, you're a sweet kid. People like you
for who you are, not what you wear. Boy, do I sound like a father.

Olivia: Mine,
specifically.

Sam: I donít
mean to.

Olivia: Oh,
well.

Sam: So, look,
do you want to get to work? I'm kind of tired of mixing paints.

Olivia:
Actually, I donít feel very much like posing today.

Sam: I didnít
mean to upset you.

Olivia: Oh, you
havenít. I'm fine. I just -- I just remembered that Aunt Liz asked me
specifically to run errands for her today, and I forgot, so maybe we can work
tomorrow or something.

Sam: Olivia?

Olivia: Yeah.

Sam: Remember
what I said, ok?

Olivia: How can
I forget?

Amanda: Ahem.

Evan: Oh, hi.
Is Alli ok?

Amanda: Yeah,
she's fine. Can we continue our conversation, please?

Evan: Well,
what else is there to say?

Amanda: You
were going to bring your girlfriend on a business trip?

Evan: And you
were going to bring your husband. I really donít see the difference.

Amanda: You're
doing this just to spite me.

Evan: Amanda,
this has nothing to do with you. I just want to have something to do at night
after a long day in meetings, just like you.

Amanda: You
know how I feel about Vicky.

Evan: And I'm
also thinking about Sam.

Amanda: Oh.
Yeah, sure.

Evan: No, he
and Vicky like each other, right? So she can keep him company during the day.

Amanda: Over my
dead body.

Evan: Amanda,
you're not feeling threatened or anything, are you?

Amanda: By
Vicky? Please.

Evan: Amanda,
I'm trying to be reasonable. I've compromised. I hope you can do the same.

Amanda: Forget
it.

Evan: No,
ma'am. You bring Sam, I bring Vicky.

Amanda: I mean
forget Sam and Vicky.

Evan: What?

Amanda: If this
is a business trip, then let's just make it a business trip, all right?

Evan: What do
you mean, exactly?

Amanda: I mean
that I donít think I can sit through a whole weekend next to you and Vicky being
as nauseatingly affectionate as you were last night at Tops.

Evan: You still
haven't said what you mean.

Amanda: I mean
that the two of us should go on the business trip alone. Deal?

Evan: Amanda,
you drive a hard bargain, but it's a deal.

Lucas: You're
late.

Griffen: Sorry.

Lucas: We'll
meet here from now on.

Griffen: You
donít have the red swan.

Lucas: No, it's
still at Victoria Frame's house.

Griffen: Great.

Lucas: We have
to do this right.

Griffen: Did
you see it?

Lucas: Yes.

Griffen: Why
didnít you take it?

Lucas: Because
I donít work like you. What happened to you, Sanders? You used to know how to be
careful.

Griffen:
"Careful" doesn't mean much when you have a deadline, does it, Lucas?

Lucas: I want
you to go to the house and take that statue.

Griffen: Fine.

Lucas: But be
careful, because Victoriaís home and she's got a guy working there named Derek
Dane.

Griffen: I can
handle it.

Lucas: Dane can
be very suspicious, and he may cause trouble.

Griffen: I know
how to handle people who get in the way.

Lucas: Nobody
else gets hurt. Do you understand?

Griffen: It's
under control, Lucas.

Lucas: I am
dead serious, Griffen.

Griffen: So am
I.

Donna: You're
going to have your own personal gymnasium?

Vicky: Yeah,
well --

Donna: Canít
you just be satisfied to renovate the study?

Vicky: Well, I
thought the gym was an inspiration, mother.

Donna: What's
that?

Vicky: Well,
it's a music box. Steven loved it yesterday, doesn't like it so much today, but
I think we should show you what it -- want to see what this does? Look at this.
Ok, we turn this --

Donna: Darling,
do you want to go into Stevenís bedroom and play with his toys? Why donít you go
play with Steven? He's lonesome!

Vicky: Oh, come
on! Let's go. You know what I have up there? I have some big trucks. Want to go
look at the trucks?

Donna: Yeah, go
see Steven.

Vicky: Stevenís
not old enough to play with them yet. Come on, go -- now, you know where the
room is. It's right down there. He's getting so big.

Vicky: Look
who's here! Did you come to play with toys? Did you come to play with this
wonderful toy?

Donna: Steven,
ok.

Vicky: Look at
this. Look at this. Do you want to see how this works? Ok, listen. Listen to
this wonderful music.

["Sing a song
of sixpence" plays]

Donna: Well, it
sounds pretty. It's too bad it's so hideous-looking.

Vicky: Oh, it's
not that bad.

Donna: Look at
him. He loves this.

Vicky: Yes, he
does. You know, I have a great idea. Would you like to take this home with you?
You would? Well, then it's all settled. You're going to have this wonderful toy.

Donna: All
right.

Derek: Mitch.

Mitch: What's
happening, Derek?

Derek: It's
about Felicia. Can you keep her away from Lucas? Far away?

Mitch: What's
happened?

Derek: It's
Lucas. He's got the red swan, I'm sure of it.

Mitch: Tell me
what you know.

Derek: Ok. When
Stacey and I were looking for the swan, we met a woman named Catherine March.

Mitch: Right,
she used to work for Lucas.

Derek: That's
right. And she was about to tell us everything she knows about the swan when --
she just disappeared.

Mitch: What
does this have to do with Felicia?

Derek: You
remember that fence I told you about?

Mitch: Yeah.

Derek: Well,
it's kind of a long story, but Fanny was at my place last night. Did she tell
you about that?

Mitch: No, I
got in late and she was still asleep this morning.

Derek: Cal --
he's the fence. Cops have him now. He started spouting off about Lucas, how he's
the head of this huge ring that deals in stolen art all the time.

Mitch: Does
Felicia know about this?

Derek: She
heard it. She wouldnít believe any of it was true.

Mitch: No, she
wouldnít believe that Lucas would do anything illegal.

Derek: Well,
you know, I didnít, either. I didnít believe it myself for a long time, but --
because I know where Lucas is from, and Fanny knows that, too. You know, people
like us -- we donít like to turn on people that we grew up with. It kind of
sticks in our craw.

Mitch: Ok, ok.
So what worries you about all of this?

Derek: He's
getting antsy about something.

Mitch: About
what?

Derek: I donít
know. But I was at Vicky Frame's today for a construction job, and Lucas shows
up. And he gives her some story about how he's got some papers for her to sign.
Now, even Vicky thought that he was after something else. I just donít know what
it was yet.

Mitch: What
does she have that Lucas would want?

Derek: Oh, man,
I donít know.

Derek: Oh, I
donít believe this.

Mitch: What?

Derek: I know
where the red swan is.

Tess: You had
it tough growing up.

Reuben: I made
it, didnít I?

Tess: But I
donít want you to blow your future. Reuben, you've got a chance to make
something of your life now.

Reuben: Here?
Oh, yeah -- you, too, can have a rewarding career as a file clerk/messenger.

Tess: You're
doing it again.

Reuben: There's
nothing for me here, Tess.

Tess: Well,
Reuben, you have options.

Reuben: What?
Well, go ahead, name one. Tell me.

Tess: Choose a
career. Go back to school. What's stopping you?

Reuben: You
know what? Can we continue this over a walk? I mean, sometimes I think better on
a fresh dose of air.

Tess: Sure.

Reuben: And
then we can talk about this evening, and you celebrating your new job at Tops.

Tess: You're
on.

Reuben: No, no,
no. It's on me, though, ok?

Tess: Oh,
Reuben, please! I canít believe you're doing this again.

Reuben: All
right, ok, ok, ok. You win, all right? It's your party. One day I'm going to
change that. One day I'm going to be the one celebrating. Come on, let's go.

Michael: I got
here as quickly as I could.

Arianne: It's
back.

Michael: What?

Arianne: We
just got the word. The swan is back in Bay City. It has been for a few days.

Michael: Lucas
has it?

Arianne: Yes,
but not for long.

Michael: What
do you mean?

Arianne: He's
planning to move it very soon.

Michael: That
means we have to get close to him as quickly as possible.

Arianne: You're
in the best position.

Michael: Great.
Great.

Arianne:
Michael, the situation has escalated. You must be very careful.

Michael: I know
that.

Arianne: If
Lucas finds out you work with us --

Michael: He
wonít, all right? He wonít.

Arianne: I know
I donít have to tell you that.

Michael: I will
watch my back.

Arianne:
There's one other thing.

Michael: What?

Arianne: We
spoke about this before. If Lucas perceives you as a threat, he'll strike at you
where you're most vulnerable.

Michael: I know
that! I know this puts Donna and the kids in great danger.

Arianne: What
are you going to do?

Michael: I am
going to protect my family, no matter what it takes.

Vicky: Sure you
donít want to stay for lunch?

Donna: I canít.

Vicky: I didnít
cook, I promise. Bridget made a casserole and left some fresh bread.

Donna: No, no,
no, it's not that. I'm having an early dinner with your father at Tops, and I
donít want to ruin my appetite.

Vicky: Ah. Is
this little guy going, huh?

Donna: Heavens,
no. That's why we have to run. I've got to drop him off over at the Hansonís' to
play with their little monster child.

Vicky: Oh,
you're not a little biased, are you?

Donna: Well, he
is. He's a terror.

[Vicky laughs]

Donna: Look at
this one. He's so quiet.

Vicky: He is.

Donna: You give
him toys to play with, he gets totally involved. He's very gifted.

Vicky: Yes, he
is. Mom, do you mind if I ask you a question?

Donna: No.

Vicky: Why did
you say you thought Dad was bored with you earlier?

Donna: Did I
say that?

Vicky: Listen,
you've stuck by me these last few months. I donít know what I would've done
without you.

Donna: Excuse
me, am I hearing you correctly?

Vicky: All
right, I'm a brat.

Donna: Yes,
you're a brat.

Vicky: But
you've been really good to me, and I donít know what I would've done without
you.

Donna: That
means a lot to me, it really does.

Vicky: Well,
now will you let me return the favor? Would you please tell me what's going on
with you and Dad?

Donna: Donít
worry about me and your father. We will riffle through whatever is going on --

Vicky: Ok.

Donna: Whatever
it is. We always have.

Vicky: Do you
promise that you'll talk to me if you need someone to talk to?

Donna: I
promise.

Vicky: Ok.

Donna: Darling,
let's go. Let's get over to Gregoryís house before he tears it totally apart.